The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 1813 - 1810: The Land of Millennia

Xuan Sect.

Land of a Millennium.

From a distance, the Land of a Millennium presented itself as a place of cultivation.

A circular arena, suspended in the air, was the centerpiece.

Adorning its perimeter were numerous ginkgo trees, their leaves carpeting the ground in a golden hue.

Ye Xuan and his two companions traversed this golden carpet, stepping into the arena.

At the arena's heart lay several simple mats, arranged in a row.

Though their appearance was modest, these mats were of superior quality, imbued with the fundamental principles of the Dao.

Even in an environment where the Dao was scarce, utilizing such a mat would significantly enhance the process of enlightenment.

"Xiao Xuan, you've visited this Land of a Millennium before, so your father won't need to accompany you extensively. You can cultivate here, and I will spend time with your mother."

Ye Mingtian halted his advance towards the arena's center. With a smile, he bid farewell, stating, "After all, my greatest affection lies with your mother, followed by you and Ling'er."

Ye Xuan observed Ye Mingtian with a curious gaze and inquired, "Father, be honest, do you possess an Audio-Visual Divine Jade left by Mother?"

Ye Mingtian rolled his eyes and retorted with a hint of exasperation, "Do you think so little of your father? I genuinely cherish your mother. My love has always been solely for her in this lifetime."

"Oh—..."

Ye Xuan chuckled lightly and said, "Then you should be going."

Ye Mingtian shot Ye Xuan a pointed look and declared, "I'm leaving."

He then turned and departed.

Once outside the Land of a Millennium, Ye Mingtian retrieved a piece of exquisite White Jade from his robes.

Immediately, a visual projection materialized upon the pristine White Jade.

Within this vision, a striking woman, clad in simple garments, appeared. Her eyebrows were finely drawn, yet her demeanor exuded a gentle tenderness.

This was Ye Xuan's mother, Jiang Ye.

"Wife,"

Ye Mingtian channeled mana into the jade, a sly grin spreading across his face.

The image of Jiang Ye grew clearer, and she offered Ye Mingtian a warm smile.

"Father, I heard everything you said!"

A young girl dressed in dark attire materialized within the vision, fixing Ye Mingtian with an indignant stare.

It was Ye Ling’er.

Ye Mingtian's smile faltered as he quickly responded, "My dear daughter, please don't be upset!"

Ye Ling’er pouted, "You fibbed! You clearly said you loved Ling'er the most!"

Jiang Ye gently took Ye Ling’er's hand and said, "Ling'er, it is enough that Mother loves you the most."

"Wife!" Ye Mingtian grumbled, "Why are you adding fuel to the fire!"

He then attempted to appease Ye Ling’er, "Ling'er, don't be angry. I will bring back some Magic Treasures for you later, ones you will undoubtedly adore!"

Ye Ling’er's eyes lit up, but she felt she shouldn't concede so easily. With a soft huff, she stated, "Unless you bring me ten, I might consider forgiving you."

"Ten?"

Ye Mingtian scoffed, "That's far too few. It will be at least a hundred!"

Ye Ling’er could no longer contain her delight, exclaiming joyfully, "Father, you'd better not deceive Ling'er!"

Ye Mingtian responded with a gruff, "Of course not!"

"Then hurry back."

Ye Ling’er urged.

"Absolutely!"

Ye Mingtian ceased channeling mana, and the Audio-Visual Divine Jade lost its luminescence.

He returned it to his chest, a subtle smile playing on his lips.

Little rascal!

At that moment, Ye Mingtian sensed something amiss and turned his attention back towards the Land of a Millennium.

Standing beneath the largest ginkgo tree was a youth in black robes, regarding him with a faint smile.

None other than Ye Xuan.

A prickle of unease ran down Ye Mingtian's spine, and he made a hasty retreat.

Internally, he felt a profound sense of awkwardness.

It was over; Xiao Xuan had witnessed it all.

Sigh.

My wife insists on receiving an Audio-Visual Divine Jade, claiming it provides peace of mind, when in reality, it's to ensure I'm not entertaining any romantic dalliances.

It's truly vexing.

Ye Mingtian departed the Xuan Sect, setting his course directly for Daozhou.

Meanwhile, within the Land of a Millennium.

Ye Xuan observed the entire exchange with remarkable composure.

The warmth of family is often an enigma to those outside its circle.

It was merely unfortunate that Ye Xuan found it difficult to integrate naturally into such an environment.

While Ye Mingtian and Jiang Ye might indeed be his biological parents,

after enduring countless eons, even though he consistently viewed his home in Wan'an City as the final bastion of warmth in his heart, genuinely connecting with his family as a teenager presented considerable challenges.

Even in his interactions with his father, there were numerous instances where he found himself searching for a lost sense of connection.

Bai Ze had inquired about this phenomenon more than once.

He recognized that he was slowly losing something precious.

However, it did not matter.

As long as his family remained safe and sound, and he could watch over them from a distance, he felt a sense of contentment.

That was sufficient.

If even that were to be lost,

he would truly revert to those desolate ages, forever accompanied by shadow and solitude.

"Master..."

From a short distance away, Ancestor Qiankun spoke.

Ye Xuan raised his hand subtly, signaling for Ancestor Qiankun to cease speaking.

Ancestor Qiankun fell silent obediently.

He truly wished to inquire about his master’s present mental state.

During the betrayal ninety thousand years ago, he had not been by his master’s side, having remained confined within Qiankun Palace.

For countless eons, he had been absent.

Consequently, he was entirely oblivious to the happenings during that epoch.

He held a deep apprehension that any alteration in his master might lead to a complete loss of self.

"Await me beyond the Land of a Millennium. Once I have finished refining the Black Candle, you may enter," Ye Xuan's voice resonated slowly.

Ancestor Qiankun respectfully acknowledged the command, taking his post outside the Land of a Millennium.

Meanwhile, Ye Xuan proceeded alone towards the very central platform within the Land of a Millennium.

This area was the most awe-inspiring part of the entire Land of a Millennium.

To this day, apart from Ye Xuan himself, no other soul had ever occupied this seat.

The reason for this was the extreme temporal distortions prevalent there.

A mere glance could encompass the passage of millennia.

And amidst such temporal chaos, the slightest misstep could lead to catastrophic consequences.

Therefore, no one dared to venture into that specific location.

This, in essence, had been Ye Xuan's deliberate creation.

In ages past, this very Land of a Millennium came into existence because of him.

At the genesis of the Xuan Sect, the Land of a Millennium was non-existent.

It was formed as Ye Xuan retreated here for his cultivation, an act that ultimately triggered severe temporal anomalies, thus giving birth to this miraculous domain.

Ye Xuan assumed a cross-legged posture upon the central platform.

No overt anomalies manifested around him.

However, from the vantage point of Ancestor Qiankun, the scene was dramatically different.

In Ye Xuan's vicinity, time appeared to surge forward at an accelerated rate of thousands of times; his hair whipped about and danced without cessation.

Even the fluttering edges of his robes seemed caught in this temporal whirlwind.

Yet, all other areas remained entirely unaffected.

This was the intrinsic wonder of the Land of a Millennium.

Ye Xuan brought forth the Black Candle, initiating the process of Sacrificial Refinement.

Benefiting from his prior experience, Ye Xuan did not prolong the process unduly, achieving the refinement of the Black Candle without significant delay.

Upon successful completion, he immediately pivoted to the refinement of the Dark Immortal Body.

By employing the Dark Immortal Body, he proceeded to construct a Myriad Forms Body, a vessel specifically designed to wield the Dark Immortal Treasure, the Black Candle.

All operations proceeded precisely as planned.

Buzzz————

During this critical juncture, a flicker of black light surged within Ye Xuan's form, vanishing as swiftly as it appeared.

Subsequently, Ye Xuan's physical structure underwent continuous and profound transformations.

The Seven Immortal Bodies and the formidable Taoist Body!

In total, eight distinct and unique physiques manifested simultaneously upon Ye Xuan's person.

This was, without exaggeration, an unparalleled miracle in the annals of time.

It was not merely that there might be no successors, but rather that there had definitively been no predecessors!

Ancestor Qiankun maintained his vigil for the span of an hour.

Following this period, Ye Xuan's eyes opened, signaling Ancestor Qiankun to approach.

While merely an hour had passed externally, Ye Xuan had, in fact, spent three full years immersed in the Sacrificial Refinement.

Ye Xuan's bone age had advanced to the equivalent of twenty-two or twenty-three years.

Nonetheless, in terms of outward appearance, Ye Xuan retained the visage of a youth, his looks unaltered in the slightest.